I need nights like this

You can’t convince me otherwise

Image from Syd, Pinterest

I need nights like this to feel the cold air hanging around the house like dripping wet shirts on parallel wires.

I need nights like this to take deep breaths of almost fresh oxygen, the chilly air making the interior shiver with an amazing unease.

I need nights like this to stay numb like the eerie stillness out there, with lonely street dogs barking at their shadows, their barks amplified by the heaviness of the ever-hanging fog.

I need nights like this just to keep writing like I am now, with the same silver pen on the same ivory pages, a bedside lamp casting its soft golden rays of warmth on that particular corner of the bed I love.

I need nights like this to hum at the stars till morning comes.

I need nights like this to make sure people never get tired of winter, and life. Ever.